Friday, September 23, 2011
Capital I
What is this song if not inspiring?
What do you think?
The tune itself is cool, but the whole story of that I just seals the deal.
We like it around here and it has, again, been playing in my head on repeat.
Friday, September 16, 2011
autumn
Today I resolved to take on our second bookcase.
It's small, and broken, and let's face it, this apartment isn't big enough for much of the stuff we own. Some of our books must move on. So in the spirit of new adventures, I resolved to take on our second bookcase.
I scanned the titles to find a place to start. There's Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment, Chaim Potok's The Promise, Great Expectations, Jane Austen, George Orwell, and the Bible in Spanish among others. Where to begin? Crime and Punishment was the first book I can say I really relished, The Promise was that book I took off the shelves at home of my own choice and loved without anyone telling me to, Jane Austen helped me during the summer I slogged through trying not to have feelings (which was not successful. I've heard it never is), and Great Expectations accompanied a moment of true self discovery. I flipped through it's pages and found that I'd underlined a few sentences. This one in red:
"But that, in shutting out the light of day, she had shut out infinitely more; that, in seclusion, she had secluded herself from a thousand natural and healing influences..."
Which instantly got me thinking how many of these thousands of "natural and healing influences" have I been the beneficiary. And how many more might I discover in the years to come?
As you may have guessed, my resolved quickly evaporated. And there the bookcase still sits. Small, breaking, and full to the brim.
It's small, and broken, and let's face it, this apartment isn't big enough for much of the stuff we own. Some of our books must move on. So in the spirit of new adventures, I resolved to take on our second bookcase.
I scanned the titles to find a place to start. There's Dostoevsky's Crime and Punishment, Chaim Potok's The Promise, Great Expectations, Jane Austen, George Orwell, and the Bible in Spanish among others. Where to begin? Crime and Punishment was the first book I can say I really relished, The Promise was that book I took off the shelves at home of my own choice and loved without anyone telling me to, Jane Austen helped me during the summer I slogged through trying not to have feelings (which was not successful. I've heard it never is), and Great Expectations accompanied a moment of true self discovery. I flipped through it's pages and found that I'd underlined a few sentences. This one in red:
"But that, in shutting out the light of day, she had shut out infinitely more; that, in seclusion, she had secluded herself from a thousand natural and healing influences..."
Which instantly got me thinking how many of these thousands of "natural and healing influences" have I been the beneficiary. And how many more might I discover in the years to come?
As you may have guessed, my resolved quickly evaporated. And there the bookcase still sits. Small, breaking, and full to the brim.
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